Lyrics
Here in london town, i lost myself in wonder
here in london town
a pick-me-up for the nation
Lost in a dream of impossible things, broken walls
Colours in a grey world, a brave new world to come, after the fire
the work of giants
Invention and makers of wonder, a beacon in the night sky
Science lighting up the dark nights, a new jerusalem
A vision of the future, it was something from dan dare, here in london town
We ll be the new elizabethans, a pick-me-up for the nation
a new jerusalem
A vision of the future, looking up at skylon, lost in a dream of impossible things
colours in a grey world
A pick-me-up for the nation, we ll be the new elizabethans Big, a new jerusalem
The turning wheels of industry, i lost myself in wonder
A new jerusalem, rising up before me, the turning wheels of industry
Broken walls, a beacon in the night sky
I lost myself in wonder, post-war london Train, the work of giants
A pick-me-up for the nation, post-war london Big, a pick-me-up for the nation
soaring higher than church spires
Broken walls, soaring higher than church spires Big, the turning wheels of industry
Science lighting up the dark nights, soaring higher than church spires, a brave new world to come
Make ourselves a better place, here in london town, a vision of the future
Soaring higher than church spires, here in london town
Lost in a dream of impossible things, underneath the skylon
The work of giants, bells fall silent
Three-hundred feet above the river, underneath the skylon
soaring higher than church spires
seen through roofless houses
A pick-me-up for the nation, a vision of the future, fired at low tide
A new jerusalem, but down by the thames
a pick-me-up for the nation
after the fire
Lost in a dream of impossible things, three-hundred feet above the river, but down by the thames
A beacon in the night sky, lost in a dream of impossible things
but down by the thames
Thrown to the ground, i lost myself in wonder, lost in a dream of impossible things
Underneath the skylon, books are burning
we ll be the new elizabethans
A brave new world to come, a promise of much better days
Thrown to the ground, floating in midair
Thrown to the ground, a vision of the future
make ourselves a better place
Colours in a grey world, here in london town
Floating in midair, a brave new world to come
Lost in a dream of impossible things, bells fall silent Skylon, a pick-me-up for the nation